[ON HOLD] Defensive 'Till The End (Harry Styles, One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 32- Mystery object

"God dammit. Why is it so fucking cold in here!" Harry exclaims rubbing his toned biceps. Look away, Rachel.

"Well...We have a high electricity bill. And its not hard to layer up. I'd say I'm pretty warm over here." My smile is big and I can feel how fake it is. I just Hope Harry doesn't notice.  And I'm actually freezing.

The corners of his mouth point down and I realize he does notice. I can smell the food and wanting to change the subject I say:

"I'm not a big fan of spicy foods but...I'm starving." I open the box and grab the first peice I see and begin to eat it.

"Want a plate?" Harry chuckles reaching into a cupboard and pulling out a bright red plate.

"Nope I'm good." He laughs and slides the plate in the place of my chicken anyway. He  pours the deliciousness out on the plate and I continue to eat.

I take a few bites and then notice my tongue feels like it is about to instantaneously burst into flames.

"Hot.....HOT!" I fan my tongue with my hand but It obviously doesn't work and I'm at the fridge before Harry could react.

I open the door and grab the milk, spin the top off as quickly as I can, and chug it.

"Damn!" Harry laughs. I pull the bottle away and look at Harry he had his lip between his teeth and I know he only does that when he is turned on. I wonder what did?

"That was hot!" I laugh pouring me a glass of milk.

"Yes. It was."Harry is staring at me and I blush.

"So you find chugging milk arousing? " I laugh taking my seat next him.

"Not milk." He growls suductivly. I don't know what he means and I don't want to find out. I just blush down into my chicken continuing to eat.

"I can go get normal chicken." He insists. I just roll my eyes at him.

"I'm not going to let you drive ten miles to get chicken. and plus I like how spicy it is." Harry just laughs at me and we eat until my leggings feel tighter. And that's a statement considering they're leggings. We also left some for my mom when she gets home from her night shift.

"oh thank god you have a fire." Harry begins to walk towards it and he sits down right next to the fire trying to warm up his hands.

I pick up my book and continue to read wrapping myself in the blanket.

"You know I'm still a little cold over here." Harry says rubbing his arms. He is holding out his arms and I roll my eyes as I get up and sit in front of him. I lean up against his chest and  he wraps his arms around me placing his chin on the top of my head.

I already feel warmer and I loose my self in my book as Harry begins to hum. I can't tell what song it is but I don't care because its beautiful. I've said this many times but I'm going to say it again: he's perfect.

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"Whatcha reading?" He asks as I get to a new chapter. The fire has died down now, just so the wood has a red glow to the outside.

I hold my finger up as I finish the last few sentences of the previous chapter. Harry bites it lightly and I pull it away laughing.

"Allegiant. Its about these people in the future and their genes and factions and stuff." I suck at explaining things and Harry must agree because he laughs.

"You'd probably like it." I say honestly. I belive he would. It's not all lovey dovy stuff it's mainly action.

"It seems good from the parts I've read." He simply states resting his forehead on my shoulder.